Alright, the last chapter in the Games is coming! I'm going to have it when I have six tributes left:). Around then is when the big idea will be used. After that we'll have the funerals. The victor's life afterwards the Games. And the gamemakers plans for the next Hunger Games.

So, I looked at everyone's dream top eight, and I've made some decisions. I have a rough draft type thing, just so I can remember who I think I'll have on it, but it can change depending on recent events in the Games or reviews. I don't have a victor, as that is your choice, but I think I know who the finale two might be… just because y'all like 'em.;) We'll see though! Don't worry…

I BEG you to listen to this song, especially Lillith's owner- "Nobody's Home" by Avril Lavigne and those of you who dislike Lillith or want to understand her better. It's perfect.

Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.

Lillith Gold

A Person in Every Villain

The Games are closing in. Less tributes around. More chance of a victory. I feel a smile creep up on my face. A victory would mean everything. My own house. My own life, and it wouldn't be controlled by my mother. I could do what I want. My stepfather would die in a hole, all alone. I'd pay my mom to stop dating him or anyone else. If not, then he would have an 'accident,' his body buried deep in the sand near my house, like the seven others. But after paying off my mother, she'd have to leave me alone. I've had enough of her and her horrible ways of getting money. She's sick. Well, I suppose I don't see myself as sick, but I'm sure you do. Everyone does.

"Lillith," Sanus's voice is low.

"What?" I snap. I've been feeling cranky recently. I guess it's probably my anxiety.

"I thought we should find some time for ourselves," He raises his eyebrows.

"Maybe we shouldn't- Skye's been lurking around lately," I try to add a hint of disappointment in my voice.

"Maybe I should show you what it's like to be beaten down from the leader," It isn't an empty threat. I know it. Sanus isn't as quick as me, but he's stronger. I'm smarter, he lasts longer. We're an even match, but if needed, Sanus would call for back up. And Skye would never fight for me. Because of her, I can risk anything yet.

"I'm only joking," I force a smile. Who was I to think this would be different than back home?

"Good." He huffs, leading me back to the Cornucopia.

His lips are greedy on mine, eating me away piece by piece. My eyes stay open and try to burn his skin with anger. He's taking advantage of me again.

"I love you," He breathes.

"Mmhmm,"

"No, really Lillith. I think I'm in love with you." His voice is oddly sincere and lacks its usual arrogance.

I push him away from me, searching his eyes for any sign of a joke.

"You mean a lot to me. I don't know what to do anymore… I thought I wanted to win this- but then I met you. I couldn't ever hurt you. If you don't want to do this, I'm fine with that. I just wanted you to know that I love you." He says it again.

I stand up abruptly. Looking for an exit. I turn to leave, but Sanus reaches for my arm.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I didn't mean to scare you, I didn't want it to be too late. Either one of us could die soon, and I wanted you to know,"

"Get away from me," I say, my voice shaking.

"Wha-?"

"I SAID GET AWAY FROM ME!" I scream, shoving him out of the Cornucopia.

His face is covered with hurt. I've never seen him so vulnerable. I guess he's never seen me so vulnerable either. Sanus bows his head, ducking out into the wilderness. I lean against the wall of the Cornucopia and sink down until I'm sitting. My hands cover my face. This wasn't supposed to happen. Sanus can't love me. Nobody does, and that's the way I like it.

Ash Sphere

The Dance of Death

She's dancing with death.

And she must confess,

She's fed him a boy.

But it didn't give her back joy.

When will this stop.

Her heart is starting to drop.

The guilt is endless.

She's tired of this mess.

She cannot do it any longer

She wishes she'd grow stronger.

But instead she's gone weak.

The bones in her body seem meek.

Her hands are caked with blood.

Her hair matted with mud.

Another life she has ended,

Another family that cannot be mended.

And it's all her fault.

Because of this endless waltz.

Autumn Eshaya

The Plan

Cassandra and I are perched on a tree. She's been extra kind to me the last few days. After Raiden killed himself I think she's afraid I'll crack. I don't blame her. This is difficult. Sick. How does the Capitol manage to enjoy it? Why can't they do something else for entertainment, something that doesn't involve death.

Cassandra smiles to me, then climbs higher in the tree, where we have our supplies in between the branches. We took Raiden's things after he died. He didn't have much- one backpack with three water bottles in it and a package of crackers. Still, it's better than nothing. Cassandra reaches his backpack and yanks the zipper. It opens, revealing its contents. Cassandra opens her mouth, but no sound comes out.

"What?" I ask, fretting the answer.

"The water. They're all empty," her voice shakes.

"H-how?"

"I don't know. But whatever happened wasn't an accident," She snarls. I edge up the branches until I'm sitting next to her. "The crackers are still here. And the caps are screwed back on the water bottles and the backpack isn't wet, meaning it wasn't an animal and most likely wasn't a tribute, also they didn't spill. The only logical answer is that the gamemakers did it," I'm grateful she didn't accuse me for drinking them. She knows I wouldn't do it.

"Man! I'm thirsty now," I say, looking down through the branches to the crinkly yellow grass.

"Me too," Cassandra cracks a smile.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! A loud noise infiltrates the air. I'm about to leap off the tree, thinking it's a bomb of some sort, when Cassandra grabs my arm. What's she doing? We need to get out of here! I turn to tell her to let go of me, but find her staring up higher in the tree. I look up to see a metallic box- a parachute! Sponsors! I smile and climb up the tree to the smaller branches. Cassandra stays behind since I'm smaller than her. And she could catch me if I fell- God forbid.

I reach the parachute quickly and slide back down to Cassandra. I open it greedily. Besides Cassandra, it's the only thing that tells me I'm not alone in this mess. Inside is a small tub and two full water bottles. I frown at the tub, from what I can tell there isn't any water sources nearby. Inside is a note,

KEEP FIGHTING. STAY STRONG.
-J.E.

I pass it to Cassandra. After she reads it I ask, "What's the tub for? There isn't any water nearby , or rain,"

Cassandra takes a moment before responding, "There will be,"

"What?"

"The gamemakers have a plan and I think I've figured it out. They took away our water and it wasn't random. They've taken everyone's. There isn't any water- yet. I bet they'll make one overnight soon, when everyone is sleeping. And, being completely dehydrated, we'll all come crawling to it. I bet they'll be a major battle there," She says slowly, still figuring it out. And by the way the pieces fit together I think she's right.

"Okay- you're a genius," I laugh, patting her on the back.

"We better get ready for the big finale. We have an advantage with this water, but the gamemakers will probably try to steal it again, so drink fast and don't leave it alone," she says grimly. I nod.

Konan Phillian

Revenge Brings People Together

"I just… I just want to strangle her!" Canzi cries. I can't say I like it, but Canzi and I have become allies over the deaths of our own. She's been droning on about the many ways she could kill Lillith Gold. There was something weird after Sceptor died. When Canzi told Lillith off, Lillith almost seemed… disappointed, like she thought Canzi out of all people would have remained loyal to her. What she didn't get was Canzi's bond with Sceptor- it was much stronger than her fear. And I have to respect my new ally for it. She always seemed jumpy, but I suppose now it's more the fact that she has too much energy rather than fear.

"I know, I know. She shouldn't have done that. But think about it this way- you've beat her. She's never felt affection, friendship, or love like you have," I keep trying to calm her down, but it seems all that I'm doing is firing her up more.

Canzi's eye twitches when she snarls, "I hate her! She took my only friend!" I nod. I'm just as emotional about Frankie's death, but it remains bottled inside me instead. I keep trying to pick apart my feelings, but they're too tangled together. I'm aware of the sadness and longing, but there's something else. I just can't get over that she's dead. She isn't coming back. She can't. But I keep thinking that she's simply out hunting again, or waiting for me to come to her. I don't want to know what it'll be like when the truth settles in. Maybe I won't even live 'til then, I think sadly.

…

Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.

…

Hey!:) This chapter's actually even longer than the last, although it may not look like it, 'cause last chapter the author's note was long! So, what do you think about the gamemaker's plan? That was my ideaXD. I typed this all in one day, hehe. By the way, Ash's part was supposed to be her, talking about herself, if you couldn't tell!

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